Chapter One Hundred and One
Killian sat the bag onto the couch, opening it up. He picked out several of the toys, sitting them out onto the couch before stepping back to admire his work. I looked them over at them. The black leather and silver metal gleamed in the yellowed light of the living room.
It didn’t matter what she chose, I would be happy to use the whip as I would be the paddle. I could make Nick squirm and moan with a flick of my wrist. Have him feel both pleasure and pain until he was panting and ready to rip the panties that I had used to bind his wrists together. I wanted to push him past what he could take and then keep going.
“Olivia, come here.” I said, moving closer to the couch. She stepped away from Nick, coming closer to Killian and I. Her eyes flicked down to the
